I’m away from the Web one or two weeks. I have set a scheduled post with one image on Wednesday but I’m not there.
I’ll be back soon. Have a nice week.
1~2週、ブログから離れます。水曜日にひとつだけ写真を予約投稿しましたが、実際には不在です。
すぐ戻ります。良い一週間を。
capturing in prose
Oblique ray is the one of my favorites but difficult to take. In a morning, the sunlight began to illuminate a field and I found myself being a part of it. I chose two pictures having similar diagonal line and similar but different light.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Dialogue by The Daily Post.
Another photo of W.P.C
In November, last year, I posted a photo of a door locked by a creeper colored by autumn red. It was a kind of art made by nature. This early summer, the door was still locked. Mostly same, time hasn’t changed it but color – it was green season – and, more than a half year, nobody tried to open it even though it was easy to do. Now it’s time to say how it is. There’s nothing. Somebody, probably a faithful caretaker, would decide to clean up.
昨年の11月、紅葉したツタに鍵をかけられたドアの写真をポストした。それは自然が作ったアートのようだった。今年の初夏、半年を過ぎてなお、ドアは依然として閉じられており、色以外はすべて同じであった。簡単に開けられるというのに、誰も開けようとしなかったのだろう。今、それがどんな様子か言う時がきた。今、そこには何もない。誰かが、恐らくは生真面目な管理人が、片付けようと決心したのだ。
Sometimes nature makes artificial things without intention. Yes, no intention. That’s nature but we find something in it probably because we see it through our eyes. In winter, I posted such a nature made art which was a snowy bike. It was a bad weather, heavy snow falling and still humid. The thermometer indicated around 0 degree in C even when it was snowy. Such a strange condition made this object.

時々、自然は意図せず人口的なものを作り出す。意図などない。それが自然であり、我々はそれを自分の目で見るからそこに何かを見出すのだ。冬にそんな雪の自転車の写真をアップした。ひどい天気で激しく雪が降っており、なお、湿度が高かった。寒暖計は0度を示し、そんな妙な天気がこの物体を作ったのだった。
A week ago, I found another fun art. Red traffic cones made an uncommon view. Of course, these cones were just waiting for being used. A methodical person might put them. Anyway it looked a kind of art with no intention.

一週間ほど前、他の楽しいアートを発見した。赤いパイロンが普通とは違う景色をあらわしていた。もちろん、パイロンは出番を待っていただけだ。几帳面な誰かが置いたのだろう。ともかくそれは、意図のないアートみたいなもののようだった。
In winter, the field was covered by small purple flowers instead of white snow.
In spring, it came to be green here and there. Cherry blossoms, falling down by strong rain, were spices of warmer days.
In summer, shadow teaches strong light
and leaves are going to be yellow in soon coming autumn.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Texture by The Daily Post.